At the top of a hill
An old oak tree sways...

Breathe in, now out
Feel the wind brush against your skin...

Walking up to me
I want to scream I love you...

Many a man came
Gold sweetly beckoning them...

Slowly you gaze up
To face the day...

Something is about to happen
Don't ask what...

I look and my mouth begins to water,
I want you right here, right now...

I hear the hum
As the audience slowly enters...

I just wanna close my eyes and fall away
Disappear until a better day...

I am me
I am who I am...

What is it that I love so much about you
I'm sitting here and wondering why...

Why do I put myself through this daily pain?
Trying to reach for someone...